Chapter 5: Seven-Second Blitz

Ferry got Nuri's instructions, came to the bench with a smile on his face, gently patted Wen Zhihao, who was thinking with his head down, and said excitedly: "Oh, kid, go warm up, the coach is ready to let you play." ”

Wen Zhihao had a moment of surprise, sat on the bench for most of the time, and finally had a chance to play. But it was only for a moment, the color of surprise receded, and a thick sense of loss hung on his face.

Nima, let me go at this time, why did you go earlier? It's only been a few minutes, and I'm not a soy sauce maker when I go up?

In fact, I don't blame Xiao Zhihao for thinking like this, people who have been in the domestic football circle for a long time have more or less this thought. According to the habit of domestic coaches, the substitutions in the final period of the game usually have only two purposes: to delay the game time when leading the situation. Falling behind and having no hope of equalising will bring some bench players who don't have a chance to play to the pitch and feel the rhythm of the game.

Wen Zhihao automatically attributed his number to the latter.

Alas, I'm the No. 1 demon star, and I only have to come here as a substitute to feel the rhythm of the game, what a dog! Damn Chinese football!

Wen Zhihao is ashamed to be a Chinese footballer.

Father Wen on the sidelines always paid attention to his son's every move, and when he saw his son change into a game uniform and go to the sidelines to warm up, he immediately realized that his son might be about to play, and immediately smiled, pulling the parents next to him and kept saying: "My son!" My son is coming! It's on! Look, that's, that's the jogging ......"

The local parents who had been paying attention to the field glanced at Father Wen, and then glanced at Wen Zhihao, who was warming up, and seemed to have just noticed that there was a yellow-skinned player on Inter's side (North Korean player Jin Guangxiang's performance was too poor and was directly ignored), and a male parent with a tiger's back asked curiously: "Why are there still Asians?" Which country? Japan? Korea? ”

The Italian spoken by the man, Father Wen could not understand, but he roughly guessed what the other party was asking, nothing more than where it came from, so he replied in English: "We are from China, China!"

The parent's expression froze instantly, and he smiled politely at Father Wen, then turned his head away, and never gave a straight look again. Father Wen also noticed that he talked to others from time to time, and his eyes glanced this way intentionally or unintentionally, which contained unconcealed mockery and ridicule, as if to say, what are the Chinese running here for, promoting kung fu football? Hehe!

Father Wen felt aggrieved for a while. As the saying goes, a man lives a face, and a tree lives a skin. If it weren't for the fact that Chinese football has left too many negative images to the world, why would he suffer such white eyes and bird's anger in a foreign country?

Little cub, you've got to fight for your breath!

Father Wen clenched his fists and shouted in his heart. There has never been a moment that makes him more hopeful than now that his son can play a role in Europe and justify the name of Chinese football.

After a short time, Inter once again cleared the opponent's attack off the sideline, and the dead ball on the sideline could be adjusted with substitutions.

Nuri came to the sidelines and whispered a few words in Wen Zhihao's ear, and careful people will notice that Wen Zhihao's originally lost face disappeared all of a sudden, and his eyes were radiant and high-spirited. Nuri smiled and high-fived Wen Zhihao: "Child, go, I'm optimistic about you." ”

Wen Zhihao nodded heavily, and as the fourth official on the sidelines raised the substitution card, Wen Zhihao came off the bench in the No. 11 shirt to replace the mediocre back Colondo.

In this way, Inter's position on the field has changed. The overall formation remained unchanged at 4-3-3, and Jin Guangxiang, who had been inactive in the right winger position throughout the game, was pulled to the back position to defend, while the vacated right winger position was naturally topped by Wen Zhihao, who had just come on the field.

Perhaps due to the fact that towards the end of the game, Inter was beaten passively throughout the second half, almost without attack. After an attack was firmly held by Inter goalkeeper Atonari, the opponent did not quickly recover his own half, but hoarded in the front field as a whole, trying to implement high-pressure pressing in the Inter half, forcing the Inter side to mess up.

Originally, this style of play was also in line with the trend of modern football, but football matches are like this, it seems that the opportunity is close at hand, but there is a murderous motive behind it.

Wen Zhihao, who had just come on the field, was keenly aware of the opponent's tactical intentions, but he did not recycle his own half to participate in the inverted foot, but started at the moment when goalkeeper Atonari just held the ball, and quickly diagonally cut into the ribs of the opponent's side and center, and at the same time raised his right hand high and motioned Atonari to pass the ball to him.

Atonari immediately observed Wen Zhihao's rapid diagonal insertion, and his eyes were shining. Without hesitation, he threw the ball over the opponent's two defense lines and directly and accurately found Wen Zhihao in the front court.

The opposing players were stunned when they saw that Atonari's long throw was still unclear, but when they turned their heads, they found that a blue-black figure in their own half was forcibly overtaking between the two red figures, and when they tried to catch the ball, they were shocked, and their hairs stood on end, and without saying a word, they gritted their teeth and began to chase back with all their might.

But how can a person's running speed be faster than the ball, most of the chasing players have just crossed the arc of the middle circle, Wen Zhihao has accurately stopped the ball, at this time there is an opposing central defender in front of him who is engrossed, and there is an opposing fullback and a central defender in the premise of the position behind him ready to tackle the ball at any time, and it seems that he has entered a dead end.

However, Wen Zhihao smiled ghostly, not chaotic at all, he stepped on small broken steps to observe the opponent, and suddenly his feet were mixed with garlic, his body leaned forward obviously, and left the ball in his heel position.

Opportunity!

The two opposing defenders behind them lit up and fell to the ground to tackle the ball in an instant, but just as their long legs were about to tackle the ball, one leg pulled the ball forward faster than them, and the two long legs shoveled into a cloud of air and stirred together. The parents at the scene were suddenly amazed.

However, Wen Zhihao's performance is not over yet, looking at the tall central defender in front of him, Wen Zhihao gestured with his toes and gently touched the lower part of the ball, and the opponent's central defender was in a high state of tension, thinking that Wen Zhihao was going to wear the crotch, and subconsciously put his legs together, wanting to leave the ball between his legs, which was exactly what Wen Zhihao wanted. Wen Zhihao had a few tenths of a second of a pause at his feet, and then his toes picked up along the bottom of the ball, and the ball drew a beautiful arc over the head of the opposing central defender, almost at the same time, Wen Zhihao had started again, bypassing the central defender in front of him and chasing the ball.

"Oh! Pick the ball! ”

"Oh my God, it's God's work!"

"God! It's actually that Chinese! Who says Chinese football can't work? Standing in front of me is clearly a brilliant genius! ”

The local people who had just turned their noses up at Wen Zhihao turned against each other, and all kinds of praise were overwhelming.

Father Wen was so excited that he didn't know what to say at this time, his hands were holding the iron net, and his eyes were about to pop out, for fear of missing his son's every movement.

After passing the opponent's central defender, Wen Zhihao is already in front of an open area, the opponent's central defender is tall, and he turns around and chases slowly, in this case, it is obviously impossible to catch up with Wen Zhihao, who is known as the "cheetah".

In the coach's seat, Nuri and Ferre got up one after another, watching with anticipation how Wen Zhihao handled this one-on-one ball.

Wen Zhihao strode the ball to the edge of the penalty area, the opposing goalkeeper did not dare to be careless, and decisively abandoned the goal, he chose to block the far corner with the largest angle of the shot.

Looking at the choice of the opponent's goalkeeper, Wen Zhihao's mouth hooked a touch of arc, gently lifted the ball upward, and made a posture of hanging the door, which is the most difficult for the goalkeeper to defend in a single knife ball. Seeing that the situation was not good, the opposing goalkeeper gritted his teeth and pushed his waist up, stretching his body in the air to the maximum extent, wanting to touch the ball in the air.

But after waiting for a long time, I didn't see any balls flying, but I felt a chill in my crotch. Looking down, he found that Wen Zhihao stopped the ball at his feet at some point, and when his center of gravity was up, he gently pushed the outside of his right foot to the ground, and the ball passed between his legs and crashed into the snow-white net behind him.

Fake hanging real push, single knife through the small door to score!

Nuri raised his arms and looked at the timer. As a result, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide. From goalkeeper Atonari throwing the ball to launch a counterattack, to Wen Zhihao sending the ball into the opponent's goal, the whole time is only - seven seconds!

Textbook seven-second blitz!